It was the end of summer and I was going to be a senior, me, Bill, had made it. This was a big deal as I had already heard about how impressive my sister was from all of her teachers, I have to tell you, that really sucks. I was seventeen and in exceptional shape, 5'9" tall and a solid 175lbs. I ran track, played tennis and swam in school and still had time to surf with my buddy's. I have a 15 year old cousin whose name is Marge. What is of great importance is how she had changed in a year. WOW! She had magically grown breasts and her shape was that of a woman. So when my parents ordered me to take her with me when I went out to the beach to meet my friends, I only put up an argument to make it look good.
So here we are in my little car headed for the beach and she leans over to me and says, thank you for letting her come along and with that she kisses my cheek and rubs the back of my neck with her very soft hand. I don't have to tell you what this did to me. I still had to drive, did you ever try to down shift with your jeans tented, my hat's off to Levi's as they and the zipper held, just barely. As we motored along the coast Marge asked me where we were going. I told her that there's a party at the inlet and they usually have all kinds of liquor. Marge seemed happy to go anywhere as long as I was leading the way. We arrived and I found a safe place to park, out of sight of the road and we walked up the dune to the party.
Things were really moving. There must have been twenty people there and there was a small garbage can with what someone said was purple passion, a mixture of grape juice and pure grain liquor, about 150 proof. I took one swig and it burned all the way down. All I could say was, good, in a very hoarse voice. Marge refused to drink and said she would keep and eye on me so that I didn't get in trouble. Little did I know what she had in mind, if I had known, I would have skipped the party. It was about 10:30 and I started get a little buzzed and Marge came up beside me and put her arm around me. This was kind of an ego booster as my friends had remarked how hot she looked, she did draw some stares even from some of the girls at the party, a little competition is good. In any case I'm pulled aside and asked in her sweet melodic tone with an oh so soft hand on the side of my face, that we need to take a walk up the beach. I agreed and told my friends to save me some of the punch, I may need it later.Marge and I walked along the shore for about twenty minutes before she turned to me and asked, if I liked the way she has changed. I told her she looked hot and that she was by far the prettiest girl at the party and believe me there were some drop dead beautiful girls there. That's when the unexpected happened, she turned to me throwing her arms around my neck and full on kisses me. Our tongues did the dance of love and I was sporting a full on raging boner. Now I have to tell you that all of the men in our family are well endowed, I'm the small one at nearly seven and a half inches. I am also blessed with more than a little thickness.
As Marge flattened her supple body against mine I'm sure she felt every inch, she said nothing. I was pulled up onto the dune behind some sea grass and she spread out a large towel we had brought along to sit on at the party. We shared the rest of my drink and I put my arm around her. As I leaned back to lie down, Marge is on top of me kissing my lips and face. Now I'm really hard and I say to her, if she keeps doing that something could happen and with that she takes off her top and bra.